Sometimes all I want is His hand tangled in my hair with the other splayed across the small of my back, both pulling me closer to Him as His tongue fucks, ravages, rapes my mouth. Sometimes all I want is to be made feel breathless, helpless, completely under His protection, under His guidance and control. Those are the times I allow myself to rest and think of nothing but Him. I need one of those sometimes right now.

My brain is just too full to think.